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    <title>dearjack @ 2008-03-31T13:14:00</title>
    <published>2008-03-31T20:15:25Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: times new roman,new york,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;in character.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FULL NAME:  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span&gt;Jackson ‘Jack’ Michael Sloper &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;AGE/BIRTHDATE: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;16, &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204);" class="yshortcuts"&gt;June  8&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HOUSE AND YEAR: &lt;/b&gt;Gryffindor, 6&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;  year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLOODLINE: &lt;/b&gt;Muggle Born&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WAND: &lt;/b&gt;10 ½ Ash w/ dragon string  core&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SEXUALITY: &lt;/b&gt;Bi-Sexual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PERSONALITY:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Jack, much to the shock and amusement  of his family, somehow managed to break out of the quiet lifestyle his parents  had adopted and unlike them, became a loud and boisterous little boy. He was  always running around, talking to everyone he could, constantly asking questions  and generally being an inquisitive creature. As a child he was always giggling  over something and as he grew up that facet of his personality didn’t change  that much, merely calmed down somewhat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;A true ‘boy next door,’  Jack is genial and kind, willing to help anyone he can to the best of his  ability, as long as it doesn’t require him doing something bad or illegal in the  process. He is one of the few rare people in the world that accepts just about  everyone and anything. He can often be found in a small, or large, group of  people, talking and chatting about inconsequential things. He doesn’t like to  let life pass him buy and so when he has the chance to do something new and  different he takes it without a second though, something that often gets him  into trouble with the teachers and occasionally the other students. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Jack is determined, and very  stubborn. He will stop at nothing to get what he wants when he sets his mind at  something, but will never be mean about it. He is a bit of a flirt and sometime  this will get him into trouble when he says something out of line, but he never  means any harm. However, at the same time he will not string people along,  staying with one person, until the time he breaks up with them and after a few  weeks move on to someone else. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;He is an idealist, believing in the  best of everyone and of the firm belief that everyone deserves a second chance,  regardless of why they might need one in the first place. He thinks that if  people need too, they can change and that most will if something calls for the  change. He is also rather arrogant to offset the rest of his personality but  only when it comes to his looks and most of the time he acts more so than usual  for gags. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;HISTORY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;Family; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; color: black; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Nancy Smart and  Joseph Sloper met late one night at a Starbucks in the middle of Downtown &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204);" class="yshortcuts"&gt;London&lt;/span&gt;. Both of  them were English majors at &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204);" class="yshortcuts"&gt;Oxford University&lt;/span&gt;  and had a few classes together but had never really began to talk to each other.  Joseph came from the muggle equivalent of a pureblooded family and Nancy came  from a poor family from the East Side of &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204);" class="yshortcuts"&gt;London&lt;/span&gt;. She was  at &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204);" class="yshortcuts"&gt;Oxford&lt;/span&gt; on a  scholarship, and he was there because his entire family had gone since the  school had opened. The two of them began to talk and it really was a Cinderella  story as soon enough the two of them fell in love and married, despite Joseph’s  parents dislike of Nancy, however they loved their son and let it  pass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; color: black; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Pre-Hogwarts; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Jack was born on a humid eighth of  June. He grew up on the outskirts of &lt;span class="yshortcuts"&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204);" class="yshortcuts"&gt;London&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in  a small three bedroom house with a large backyard. Both of his parents loved him  very much and doted on him, even to the point of spoiling him sometimes. His  father worked as a lab assistant at a local pharmaceutical company, and his  mother worked as a teacher meaning that from a young age Jack had to go to  Preschool, followed by Kindergarten and then Primary. However, whenever his  parents were home they doted on him, playing games with him, running around or  something else of the sorts. The weekends were reserved for trips to the  countryside to a small cottage his mother had inherited from her parents. They  spent the time there hiking, running around and generally spending time together  as much as they could. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;When he began Primary it was soon  obvious that even though Jack was a cheerful, bright eyed boy, making friends  with everyone he could, there was still a small darker side to him. He possessed  a slight temper, even though it took quite a lot for it to come to the  forefront, and even then they were mild outbursts. When he was eight a boy had  been pushing him around for most of the morning, calling him names and generally  making fun of his parents. Eventually Jack got sick and tired of it and pushed  the other boy back, hard. The other boy was sent sprawling backwards and tripped  over a chair, falling to the ground. A split second of silence before the other  boy was crying and the teacher was there, demanding what had happened.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Jack, who had felt guilty as soon  as he had pushed the other boy, confessed that he had pushed the other boy. The  teacher knew that he wasn’t like this, and as a result gave both of them a time  out in the corner. For Jack this was almost a traumatic event, he was unable to  comprehend that he had made someone else cry. His parents hadn’t been angry, or  disappointed, but they knew that Jack was. The two of them sat down and  explained to him that they weren’t disappointed, and that standing up for  yourself was alright, but it was better to use words instead of actions. Jack  after a moment’s consideration agreed and the event, although not forgotten, was  pushed aside to allow him to move forward. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;The next few years of his schooling  were went boy smoothly. He made sure to keep a wide berth from that boy and his  friends, especially when they tired to continue to try to provoke him. He made  numerous friends with the other kids, never lacking in a playmate for the  afternoon. For his ninth birthday his parents got him Piano lessons and he began  to play that, reading music and the like. Although he wasn’t brilliant at it, he  could play a few things, but there was no way he would ever be the next  Mozart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; color: black; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;His first sign of  magic came from when he accidentally caused his homework to burst into flames  when he couldn’t get one of the long divisions problems correct. Sadly, neither  his parents nor his teachers believed him and they told him to stop making up  stories. Small things like this continued to keep happening, and he began to get  into trouble, get grounded as his parents increasingly thought that he was  beginning to tell lies instead of stories. His parents made him begin to go to a  therapist hoping to cure him of his inability, in their minds, to tell the  truth. After five sessions, his healer had declared him as a compulsive liar and  was hallucinating. She prescribed some drugs and he began to take  them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He changed a bit then, calming down, becoming lethargic due to the  pills. He also stopped telling his parents whenever he did something that was in  his mind, magical. They began to think that the pills were doing their job and  began to reduce the therapy sessions. However, his therapist didn’t believe him  and kept him on the drugs. by the time he turned eleven he was on three  different kinds of medication, one for ADD, one for his compulsive lying and one  for the fact that they thought he was seeing things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He received an owl  that day and his parents thought he had sent the letter himself and as such, he  was grounded. However, the letters kept on coming repeatedly until they had to  believe that it was part of the truth. However, both of his parents were very  much old fashioned and thought that these was some kind of prank. They didn’t  believe it until the Headmistress showed up and explained to his parents, along  with examples, that this was true. It took some time but they accepted it, took  him of off the drugs, out of the therapy sessions and sent him to Hogwarts with  some grumbling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Hogwarts;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; Jack left for Hogwarts on a warm  sunny day on September 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt;. Although he met a few people on the  train, he was too preoccupied staring out the window at the passing countryside  to do anything other than gape. He was excited to be here, and he was excited to  see what had in store for him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; color: black; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Jack was sorted into  Gryffindor and it was there he began to make friends. Although he was of off the  drugs, he was a bit subdued his first year, a little shy and it weren’t until  the second year that he began to open up a little more.&lt;span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;He made friends  then, as well as getting along with students in the other years as well. He  stayed out of school politics, preferring to stay on the neutral side of things,  getting along with everyone he could, and staying out of the way the few people  he wasn’t able to get along with.  He was an average student, needing tutoring  in a few things, managing to understand a few things himself and excelling in  one or two subjects he found particularly interesting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; color: black; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;He tried out as  chaser in his third year and made the team and suddenly it seemed that his  entire life was about the game. He wasn’t that good at Quidditch so he dropped  from the team so he wouldn’t hurt anyone else and instead focused on cheering  and being supportive of it. By the time, his fourth year rolled around Jack had  numerous friends and his parents had been used to the idea that their kid was a  wizard and so dropped their last reservations about it, and instead focused on  supporting the two kids. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; color: black; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;In his fourth year Jack kissed one  of the girls in his year and then ran away, scared of what her response would  be. He all but ignored her for the rest of the year, and when he came back for  his fifth year, she had another boyfriend and whatever chance he had had with  her was lost. However, as he always does, he took it in stride, congratulating  the couple and moving on with only a few backwards, longing glances sent towards  his first crush and first kiss. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Mid-way through his fifth year Jack  got a note from his parents telling him that his mother was two months pregnant  and to expect a new addition to his family during the summer. Although he was a  little shocked at first, it soon made way into happiness as he realized he would  get to be a big brother. When he returned home for the summer he found his  mother toddling around, her belly huge and Jack thought she was going to burst  at any moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Two days before he was due to leave  at Hogwarts again his mother went into labor and fourteen hours later he was  holding his baby brother. His parents named the little boy Aaron and Jack took  to him easily. Jack didn’t want to leave for school, but he knew he had to.  &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;He got his own owl this year and named it Corporation  because he thought it sounded like a cool word. H&lt;/span&gt;e had decided a year or  two ago that he was bisexual but not wanting to deal with it decided to wait a  bit and he finally told his parents to alright reviews but kept it silent when  he came back to school – even though he began to flirt openly with everyone he  didn’t announce anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div class="module overlay yui-module yui-overlay"&gt;  &lt;div class="bd"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;</content>
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